Twisted Mumbles Poetryby jeseca Lowell

What I want you to say I will never hear.You see something in my eyes and know what it isBut you will never acknowledge the words.When I tell you that I am fine,What I want you to hear is that I am not.I need to you to read between my linesInstead of taking me at face value.

All I want is for you to take my handAnd hold my chin up when it falls lowBut you are content on watching only what is on my surface.When I am not looking, my hand cradles my headAnd you stand on the side away from me,Not seeing that you could pick me up if you just reached for me once.

What I want you to do, I will never feel.You see a sadness around me and know you can helpBut you will never acknowledge the words I need you to say.I am strong and confidentBut I still need someone to tell me I am going to be fine.When I tell you that I do not need helpWhat I want you to hear is that I do.